Citron: And here’s where you can paint.

Aurora: It’s nice and all, but in the middle of the restaurant?

Citron: Well, I need some new art here and it would be great if the guests could see you work. But, if you want to work somewhere private, I have an easel and a computer upstairs if you want.

Aurora: Thanks Uncle Citron!

Citron: No problem; you’re paying for this with your paintings.

Aurora: Ah, so you only wanted me here for my work?

Citron: Well, in a way. I love hanging out with you, too.

Citron: We need to get to the restaurant. We have a very special group of ladies coming for lunch.

Aurora: But I can’t cook.

Citron: I know, but I want you to paint.

Aurora: Why?

Citron: These ladies are very astute artists. I think it would be nice for you to have a workplace at the restaurant too.

Aurora: Alright. When are we leaving?

Citron: Now.